"Yes, after all, the pronunciation is the same." Fu Yunge also agreed.
Subiezhi grinned: "The idea of playing with swords is quite jumping, and I don't know the meaning of his doing so. Now he even opened a sword studio to accept apprentices. He is really different from before."
Fu Yunge thought for a while and suddenly asked: "By the way, what are the names of the remaining four swordsmen?"
"This...I can't remember it all." Dongfang Shiming raised his face and thought carefully, "There seems to be a man nicknamed Linyu Sword Emperor, named Ce Shenfeng; there is also a Zuiye Demon Sword... and some kind of wolf sword. . But these two are both nicknames. As for the name..."
Just as Subiezhi was about to remind him with a smile, suddenly, the leader in front turned back and said to everyone: "We have arrived at the city of Qingyuan Horse City. It will be more lively next."
Everyone's thoughts were attracted by his words. Looking up into the distance, I saw the outline of the market and the city. The noisy voices came from a long distance away, and the bustling hawking sounds of the market could be clearly heard.
"Ah, when we came here, we rented a donkey cart from there." Fu Yunge pointed to the front and said.
"Qingyuan Horse Market is a famous horse trading place far and near, and foot traders who sell horses often settle here." The leader slowly relaxed the horse's reins and let the horse pace leisurely, "Because it is very close to us, the seven sects It also provides them with protection.”
"They are so lucky to rely on the famous Jinji Fengjian." Subiezhi teased with a smile.
Everyone slowly passed by the market. There were many people on the street, and even more were merchants selling and leasing horses everywhere. There were noisy shouts one after another, the smell of livestock fur was everywhere, and there was dust everywhere.
Moyu Knife Studio is located next to Qingyuan Horse Market, but at the other end of the market. After everyone passed through the busy city, the crowd gradually thinned out, and they could already see a large area of gray buildings in front of them.
"So magnificent." Fu Yunge admired sincerely.
Moyu Daozhai also has a large scale, which is the result of many years of planning and operation by Xia Xingji. At the foot of a low mountain, surrounded by green grass, the sword studio he built stood quietly, looking like a unique sight.
Subiezhi put her hands beside her eyes to block the dazzling sunlight. Looking at the already well-established buildings over there, Subiezhi sighed: "The expansion is so fast, no one came at the beginning. He must have made a lot of money. Being a swordsman with this kind of talent is really unworthy."
"Are you familiar with him too?" Fu Yunge couldn't help but feel curious when he saw him teasing him like this.
"No, I've only met a few times. Are we... half acquaintances?" Subiezhi shrugged behind him, "Anyway, we'll get to know him after we meet him a few times. After we get to know each other, I will definitely invest in his project. After all, it's so stable. ."
The leader smiled silently. After all, this was the character of his old friend. It was just because of his poor mouth that he couldn't get any rest all day long.
Everyone walked slowly and walked to the door of Moyu Knife Studio. In a white and clean style, a jagged and strange stone stands next to the gate, with the four characters "Moyu Daozhai" engraved on it in cinnabar. The brushwork is powerful, beautiful and bold.
After announcing their intention, the disciple guarding the door led everyone to tie up their horses, and then led them to the Mingzhai Hall where the master of the restaurant was.
The scenery inside the door is extremely delicate, and the corridors are filled with carefully tended potted plants. The bright environment is soothing, which shows that the owner is a very careful person who enjoys life.
"These potted plants must have been obtained with a lot of money." Subiezhi said as he walked, "The eighteen-star bamboo in the corner of the courtyard and the Shuchenhong under the couplet are both rare and precious flowers and plants."
"Yes. The master of the restaurant likes flowers and plants. These are the proud works of the master of the restaurant." The disciple walking in front explained.
Subiezhi frowned secretly. The deeds of this hero are indeed very different from his character back then. Could it be that the disbandment of Tiandian Wandao Pavilion had such a great mental stimulation on him?
After turning around a long corridor hung with wisteria, the Mingzhai Hall where the hero lived can be clearly seen. But before everyone entered the door, they heard the voices of others talking inside.
The leader's face changed slightly as he was quite familiar with the voice of the person talking in the hall.
"You are the second wave here today. The leader of the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd came early in the morning. Didn't you make an appointment?" the disciple said to them casually.
The leader expected it to be true. The person inside is indeed the leader of the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd, Guizifang.
Before anyone could approach, the disciple leading the way shouted into the Ming Zhai Hall: "Master of the Zhai Hall, the leader of the Dragon Halberd is here to see you."
The conversation in the room suddenly stopped, and then two people came out from the inside of the hall.
"Oh, it's the leader of Dragon Halberd. Long time no see."
The obviously older man spoke first. Judging from his appearance, he was at least fifty years old. He was wearing a short-sleeved thin coat embroidered with dragons, and he looked extremely kind.
The other person is about the same age as him, but looks slightly younger. In comparison, the man was even more reticent, with a slightly indifferent expression on his face, even with a hint of arrogance.
"It just so happens that the leader of the Jade Faced Rakshasa Halberd is here today, what a coincidence." The kind man smiled and turned around, asking his disciples to arrange the utensils for the guests, "Haha, my place is really flourishing today. ah."
"Long time no see, Master Long." The indifferent man said slowly, bowing slightly as a salute.
The leader looked at him and replied calmly: "Master Ghost, it's been a long time."
Subiezhi felt even more strange on the side. What is even more strange are Eastern poetry and Fuyun songs.
Is this kind old man in front of me the legendary "Crazy Sword Yichen" who was one of the top five swordsmen in the world? Judging from his physique and physical condition, he is completely the same as the bosses in the market. It would be better to say that the jade-faced Rakshasa Halberd Master was more elegant, but he didn't feel very comfortable.
